Monday, April 11, 2011

my ssb (secret single behavior)

at 1:32 PM
Last week, in the midst of face painting and baking burning sugar cookies (but that's a whole 'nother upset in itself), the kids I babysit for asked me when I was going to get married. When my answer  to them was that I "didn't know when that would be"... they spiraled into a whole set of questions (every other being either 'why' or 'why not?'). Basically, what it came down to, is that they strongly implore that I get married soon before the eldest is too old to be a flower girl and i'm just simply, too old..

.. i went home and cried.

I was almost dumbfounded by the initial question. How do you tell 3 kids (no older than 9 years old) that you were recently heart broken and you feel as if every thing you knew, or dreamed for your life has been shattered into pieces, and that you don't know when or how you'll be able to manage to put the pieces back together again? My answer was as such: This question hurts my feelings. Now what do you want for dinner? I made them macaroni and cheese.

*sigh*  these are the things..
I'm currently seeking help.
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2 comments:

  1. Hannah {Culture Connoisseur}April 11, 2011 at 2:12 PM

    Aww. I've never been to your blog before and my first visit came on this post. Sorry to hear the kids got to you. It is truly amazing how little ones can dig at our emotions like that.

    Just remember, when you're shattered into pieces the best thing you can do is put things back together...just one piece at a time, in your own time. Don't let anyone tell you you have to be "ok" when you're not.

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  2. the little owlApril 11, 2011 at 2:41 PM

    Bianca and Avery ask me that all the time. I always tell them, "I'm going to get married exactly when I'm supposed to get married, and not a second before or after. In the mean time, I'm squeezing every ounce of wonderment out of my life." They don't fully understand it, but it makes me feel better.

    You and I need to have coffee and delicious pastries soon, friend. xo

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